Elie Wiesel's Island: A Fictional Narrative

When Elie Wiesel and his father got separated from his sister and his mother it must have been hard knowing he'd never see them again. When he saw what was gonna happen to him and his father he lost not only his faith but his belief in his god. He thought god was save them and when he realized god wasn’t gonna save them all he gave up. When you stop believing in something you believed in your whole life because you realize they're not real its like you lose a part of yourself. When I was younger I was catholic I believed god was there watching over me all day long but then some stuff happened and I realized he didn’t and wasn’t gonna save me so it when then and there that I lost a part of myself when I stopped believing in god. So I can say

You must act quick! Go into hiding with Maria. Ensure that your father, mother, and baby sister go as well. You don’t know the horror that awaits you. If you find your current situation unsatisfactory just wait for Auschwitz. I know right now that word means nothing to you, but trust me, Auschwitz contains immense suffering for millions of Jews. If you and your family don’t go with Maria right now, your mother and little sister will die promptly after arrival of the death camp and ,your father will eventually follow. Your two older sisters will be separated from you as well if you don’t go right now. This is the last chance for your whole family's lives to be saved. Show this letter to your father to convince him that this is the best option.You

Eliezer felt like he was being trapped alone in the darkest abyss with a sword pierced through his heart. Being separated from a beautiful and innocent girl like Aliyah broke his heart, making it bleed inside. It had been almost three months since the day Eliezer first met Aliyah, but the memories still burned in his mind.

People all over the world are suffering or in danger and no one is helping. In the memoir, Night, author Elie Wiesel describes what it felt like to be a part of the suffering and devastation of the Holocaust. Similar to Wiesel’s memoir, Martin Niemoller’s poem, “First They Came For The Communists”, expresses the feelings the author possessed in the time of the Nazi invasions. Lastly, Elie Wiesel’s speech, “The Perils of Indifference,” discusses how indifference can be adverse. All of these texts represent how speaking up for one another can be helpful and ignoring what is going on in the world can be detrimental. All people should be obligated to aid and assist others when they are in dangerous situations because bystanding only causes more

Elie Wiesel’s nonfiction novel Night shares the author’s experience in Auschwitz which demonstrates the importance of memoirs. Throughout the novel, Elie’s experiences in the camp are narrated allowing readers to see into the young boy’s life. Seeing into the life of Elie enables readers to empathize for the young boy when he or his father is mistreated. By writing a nonfiction, readers are more likely to empathize with the main character since that individual exists. When readers are able to empathize with certain characters, the novel becomes more significant. Relating to Elie helps readers recognize the Holocaust in a different way. Instead of just learning about the event, readers are able to empathize with those who have suffered. Additionally,

She flung the bathroom door open and felt her throat tighten at the scene. Her loving boyfriend was laying in the bathtub clearly dead with the water overflowing over the sides of the tub. His eyes were glazed over, looking almost made out of glass, and his skin had started to become discolored. Letting out a guttural scream, she ran to the side of the tub and tried to lift him out. However, she knew it was too late and he was too heavy for her to lift. She sunk to the wet floor with tears falling from her eyes as she turned off

Survival is one of the few key themes in this novel. It is the main theme since most of the book is about

The author uses the setting in The Storyteller to create a tone and atmosphere which allows you to reflect on everyday situations. Bertha is said to be a “horribly good” girl because she received three metal medals for obedience, punctuality and for good behaviour: “There was a medal for obedience, another medal for punctuality, and a third for good behaviour” (Saki 69-70). Everyone talks about Bertha’s goodness which causes her to become recognized by the Prince, therefore, the Prince allows her to walk through his park everyday. One day when she is walking through the park she is approached by a wolf, the wolf begins to make its way towards her. Bertha runs away and hides in a bush that is too thick for the wolf to see her. As the wolf is

Eliezer Wiesel is a Nobel-Prize winning writer, teacher and activist known for the novel Night, in which he recounts his experiences surviving the Holocaust. After he was freed from Buchenwald in 1945, Wiesel went on to study at the Sorbonne in France from 1948-1951 and took up journalism, writing for the French and the Israeli publications. His friend, Francois Mauriac encouraged him to write about his experiences in the camps; Wiesel then published in Yiddish the memoir And the World Would Remain Silent in 1956. The book was shortened and published in France as La Nuit, and as Night for English readers in 1960. The memoir became an acclaimed bestseller, translated up to 30 languages, and is considered an influential work on the terrors of the Holocaust. Night was later followed by two novels, Dawn (1961) and Day (1962), to form a trilogy that looked closely at humankind’s destructive treatment of one another. Teaching was one of Wiesel’s passion, having been appointed in the mid-1970s as Boston University 's Andrew W. Mellon Professor in the Humanities. He also taught Judaic studies at the City University of New York, and served as a visiting scholar at Yale. Wiesel went on to write dozens of books, including Town of Luck (1962), The Gates of the Forest (1966), and such nonfiction works as Souls on Fire: Portraits and Legends of Hasidic Masters (1982) and the memoir All Rivers Run to the Sea (1995). Wiesel has also become a respected international activist, speaker and

Thomas was anxious to return to Charleston and to Allie- however, he figured that even if the northern forces captured the city, Allie should be safe until his return; they would not harm the citizens. He also knew that Eli was with her- Eli would see to her

Thomas’ ship made it to the Atlantic about an hour after daybreak- it was a lot quicker going downriver than up. He was relieved not to see any other ships a sail as he pointed the eagle figurehead toward the north and Charleston Harbor. He just hoped his luck continued and he made it in easily. The closer they came to harbor the harder it was to keep thoughts of Allie at bay. Staring ahead, he tried to keep a watchful eye on the horizon- he estimated that they should make it to Charleston about suppertime.

It was late at night. Dennis and Agatha Garner pulled into the driveway of the lake house they would be staying for the next 5 days. The drive was a brutal sixteen hours from Sacramento, California to Flathead Lake in the far northwest of Montana. Their parents refused to make any stops other than to use the bathroom every four hours or so. Dennis’s Gameboy had died a while ago and Agatha had pretty much filled every page in her coloring book and had probably read the picture book she brought at least 20 times over and had passed out by the time they had arrived, but at last the ride had finally been finished. The area around the house around the house was shrouded in darkness. The air was much cooler and had the feeling as if Dennis was walking

With arms wide open, Allie stood on the balcony of her newly refurbished home and enjoyed the rainy mists blowing onto the balcony off the late afternoon shower; she had dearly missed sitting there in the mornings and evenings, watching the sunrises and the ships going and coming. Allie loved her grandmother, but was glad to have left her grandmother’s house and gone back to her own. Here, she was the mistress- she could lie in bed all day if she chose to- she could do as she pleased.

Her legs gave way into the hands of a monster. Roberts’s apologies were tossed to the side, only the tears and fist of sorrow were received. The midnight silence died and the screams rose. Elisabeth stormed out of the house onto to the streets wondering how to make right of her mistakes. Her legs gave way after running street after street, shadows danced to the wind. Her run came to a paced walk. The winter fog was dense and cold to the touch. Buildings caved across the street leaning over the vast street. Around the corner shadows moved blocking the light that was warm to the touch, she moved closer holding the memories that she cherished. Large men turned to face her presence, bottles of booze slipped from his hand; smoke mixed with the fog, bodies of children sagged behind him. A sense of danger filled her; she turned and ran for the second time this night. Heavy footsteps boomed to her, deep voices forced the fear in her to

Katy rolled over, clutching his pillow, and tried to fall back asleep. But a worry nagged in the back of his mind. Something was not right. No matter how he tried, some ghostly force prevented him from sleeping. It made him uneasy. With a sigh, he rolled out of bed, pulled on his socks, and poured himself a cup of water from the pitcher on his nightstand. Quietly, he left his room.